More and more lately, I've found myself with the oddest sleeping habits. I'll go to bed, sleep for a couple of hours, then wake up for no apparent reason.

Then, when it's clear that I'm not going to get back to sleep any time soon, I'll get up and work on something, usually my writing.

I've found my creativity has increased since my insomnia kicked back in. My urge to draw is beginning to return as well, much to my delight.

And this state of affairs hasn't affected the other areas of my life either.

I heard somewhere that Da Vinci never really slept a full eight hours, just the odd catnap. I wonder if what I'm experiencing is what he went through.